Forrest Comes Home

Good news! Forrest is home safe and sound!

Mama and I arrived at the barn at nine in the morning and did chores. After that, it was about noon, and Forrest was scheduled to arrive at three.

So, to occupy myself, first I set up his stall.

This is his new stall! It is on the opposite side of the arena, where it is way quieter. Thasia is on his left, and that’s Romeo’s face on the right. He’s a muffin. Since there is no paddock behind his stall, Forrest will get to be turned out every day.IMG_3505

I brought some things to stick in there: our rope halter, fly spray, a himalayan salt lick, and some apple juice. Ill tell you what the apple juice is for later.

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The halter and fly spray went on the rack outside.

I tied up the salt in the corner where he can lick it (for those of you who don’t know, salt licks are good for a horse’s system and is also helps to prevent boredom.)IMG_3512.JPG

Lastly, I poured the apple juice in his water! This is a really cool tip I learned from my mom. If a horse is new to a place they might not want to drink the water, so the apple juice helps make the water tasty and encourage them to drink.IMG_3516.jpg

All set up!IMG_3517

Next mama and I prepared the horses’ grain for later. I decorated his rubber bowl with a green paint pen so we always know which bowl is his.IMG_3518

 

Right now, Forrest gets Essential K, Alfalfa pellets and flax seeds.

And, as a little extra, mama sliced up some carrots to put on top. We call them sprinkles. We also added Ranitidine (it’s going to help get his system adjusted to a new place). We are thinking about adding some AniHist later to help with his stuffy nose.

As I waited the last hour or so, I helped start Forrest’s health record notebook with a cute doodle of his face.IMG_3526.JPGStarting a notebook is a great thing to do for your horse. You can write anything in there: his information, important phone numbers, his birthday, et cetera. It really comes in handy to write down things like the supplements he gets, what the vet or farrier says when they visit, or health-related things in general. This is great to reference later so you have an idea if his health history if a problem springs up. You can even tape papers such as his purchase receipt or his coggins in there.

And after much, much waiting.. Forrest finally arrived!IMG_3546

It was a stormy, windy, nasty day outside and he seemed perfectly acquainted. Daddy held him while mama signed the papers.IMG_3528.JPGvisiting with Gus. How cute!IMG_3530.JPG

Today I have some busy things going on, I have to leave the house in ten minutes or so. I will write another post in the very near future with more cute Forrest pictures. Long story short, he settled in very nicely! See you then!

Forrest

Hi, everyone! I’m back!

A lot of you may be questioning the fact that I haven’t posted in a while. And my last post was about me not being on good terms with Indy.

Well, things have sort of progressed in significant ways since I last posted. I haven’t been in contact much with the blog/hobby world because I have been sorting some things out. So here’s how it goes.

After I got out of school a few weeks ago, mama asked me, “what are you looking for in a horse?” Of course, I replied, “Why do you ask?” she says “I don’t know. What you would want in an ideal horse.” So I told her I wanted a partner. A horse that I could feel safe and confident while riding. Nothing fancy, just a friend and a partner. And that’s when she told me that Bethany was offering to buy Indy back from us.IMG_8273

At first I was a bit upset over the thought of losing Indy. She is like my friend and sister at the same time and I always looked forward to seeing her and was proud to own an ex-racehorse. And yet, I was never satisfied. I loved riding her, but I would always get tense and nervous, and even when we had good days, I would always question my ability to ride her effectively, and whether I was really contributing to her training or just being a burden. I would wonder where I would be if we had just bought a safer horse to begin with instead of a green thoroughbred.

 

After much thought, Mama and I settled on the same thing. It would be best for both us and for Indy if we sold her back to Bethany. We both needed a horse we could just get on and not feel nervous, angry or scared. Indy needed a dependable source of training and someone that had the skill to support her and be her leader without breaking down.

Indy now belongs to Bethany. And for her, not much has changed. I still visit her every time I go to the barn. She still has the same stall. We even let her keep her special ladybug blanket and her stall sign. She is going to turn seven on April 18th.

Anyway, this is Forrest.IMG_3476.JPG

Over the past few weeks while going through this process, I have been overcome in a variety of emotions: at first upset and bewildered over the thought of losing Indy, but after finding this guy at a farm in North Carolina, in love!

Forrest is a Quarter horse gelding. He’s a Grade horse, which means he doesn’t have AQHA papers or an established pedigree, but grade horses are known to be hardier (because often the registered ones will be victims of inbreeding.) We found him at a farm called Circle M. They are based out of North Carolina and are partnered with a farm in Oklahoma where they break and train these horses and use them to do ranch work before they are shipped to North Carolina. So, Forrest has worked with Cattle and done all sorts of ranch horse jobs and trail rides. His original name was Money. Forrest was mama’s idea, and I couldn’t love the name more!

He is broke like he is twenty years old. And yet, he is about Indy’s age- only 7!

We drove up to the farm to look at him last Sunday.  We had been browsing sale ads for  awhile, but something kept bringing us back to his ad, and to this particular farm in general. It took us three hours to get there. I wore my new Feather Run Farm team jacket for good luck.IMG_3490.jpg

watching mama do groundwork with him, I noticed he was not taught natural-horsemanship-style groundwork, but he did his best of what mama was asking. His owner told me that he was trained to be ground-tied, and he did it well. I was the first to get on. Watching him move slowly made me question his sharpness and energy under saddle, but I was not disappointed. Forrest moved so well as I was riding him. His jog felt smooth and supple. When I signaled for a hind-end front-end turn, he stepped right over. He had plenty of energy, but at the same time he stayed with me and never thought about running away from my hand. IMG_3489.jpg

When mama rode him, she had the widest grin on her face, and I don’t think she even knew. Forrest was calm and quiet for her as well as me.IMG_3492.JPG

The farm had a short but beautiful trail that wrapped around the property, so I was allowed to get back on Forrest and go around the quick twenty-minute loop. We rode through a couple overhanging branches, by a river where there were lots of noisy cicadas, and up a very steep gravel hill, and Forrest was simply amazing! He is so sure-footed and attentive, yet easy-going.

Here I am after we got back and the owners showed us how quiet he was being given a leg wash and fly spray. Mama had just signed his papers as I was standing there with him.IMG_3491.JPG

Afterwards, I walked him around a bit and snapped a couple pictures.IMG_3472.JPG

It is true that as far as natural horsemanship goes, Forrest has some things to learn. We will need to work on backing as well as groundwork. But what both I and mama felt under saddle and on the ground was enough. He even has a long mane that will be fun to braid, and no whites on his legs, which means he is less prone to rain rot. He was everything we were looking for and then some!

One last goodbye as we start the long 3-hour drive back home. I’ll see you on Sunday, Forrest!IMG_3485

Forrest is coming home on Sunday. We are already getting things ready for him. Mama went to Tractor Supply yesterday and bought a new bowl and a salt lick, and she also put mats in his future stall. I can hardly contain myself, I am counting the seconds!

I am beyond excited to have this new and special boy in my life. Can’t it be Sunday now?

Hour 31

To be perfectly honest: since the fall, I haven’t really been on good terms with my horse.IMG_8208

Of course I love her to pieces! She’s the most beautiful and adorable horse I have ever seen.

but sometimes she annoys me so much she makes my blood boil.IMG_7531

It’s the little things, like how she just won’t stand still in the wash stall. Or when I am riding her and she just can’t get her little butt moving (Ironic for an ottb, right?) or when she won’t turn, if she nips at the horse beside her, if she walks away while I am trying to undo her blanket so she can attack the horse standing next to her.

In fact, I think the whole reason the fall and everything else happened was because of the anger that exists between us. I get mad at her because of something she’s doing, and in turn she gets mad at me and pins her ears,img_8013

and it all goes downhill from there. I guess one of my instincts is when I get nervous, my nerves translate into anger, which carries into my horse. It can be scary riding a green horse and knowing that you are in the driver’s seat.

I am trying to learn to work with Indy in a constructive way so we can get along and get things done without a fight. Sometimes it’s hard to be assertive and even aggressive to get what you want but be completely calm about it at the same time. I have been refusing to accept that nerves exist, when in reality they have been hiding in plain sight.

long story short: we are like sisters.We are both moody, occasionally cranky. We annoy each other and are arch rivals but at the same time there are times when we can’t be separated.

today, mama and I worked Indy on the ground. I am nervous and clumsy with the rope and I don’t know what I am doing. I understand how important groundwork is, but doing it makes me feel angry and powerless.IMG_3346.JPGone thing is for sure: I am not getting back on Indy until I can come to terms with her. I need to establish boundaries but at the same time prevent unnecessary anger and overcome nerves. My trainer recently attended a Natural Horsemanship clinic in Texas, so she’s got some things to teach me in the next lesson. It’s into the round pen with me!IMG_3347.JPGlike my new coat?

Over the Rainbow

for those of you who don’t know, when I am not riding I am obsessed with model horses. My other blog is called OTR Stable, it stands for Over the Rainbow and is why I am called otrbreyers.

Roma Fade

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I’m huge model horse fanatic. In fact, the last time I counted my model horses, I believe I had around a hundred and fifty.barntour13barntour8

I compete on the All Breeds Racing Board, make tack, take photos, and host my own hunter/jumper competitions for model horses.IMG_3231IMG_2070

It’s weird, but that’s what I love about it!IMG_1989IMG_2793so if it seems like nothing is going on around 100 hours, it’s probably because I am writing/publishing a post on OTR Stable. check it out here!

 

Today I found out that my friend has just finished her 100 hours. That’s not surprising because she shows and rides all the time, but still. I need to pick up my game. More hours coming soon! (like, a lot more. So I can hopefully have 100 by June.) Ack..

Hour 30

Hello again! Hour 30 was so much fun, I think it deserves its own post. Hour 29 was a simple practice ride with Tia.

for Hour 30, I had an exciting lesson with Thasia in the outdoor arena, jumps included! Because of the cold, dark evenings, and rain, I haven’t had a lesson in the outdoor arena since…October??

IMG_2813                                                                                      and I haven’t gotten to jump a whole course since then either.

Today the temperature was perfect, the sky was blue, the outdoor arena was sort-of-not-muddy and I was feeling great.

After a flatwork warmup, we practiced jumping a simple line of cross rails down the diagonal line and a red plank jump.

Including this orange jump that matches me perfectly! Haha!                                            don’t know what’s going on with our leads here..IMG_8361.PNG

anyway. The jumps involved Thasia rushing a little bit, so afterwards Bethany had an idea for an exercise that would make it hard for her to rush, and get me in check.

I am sure some riders are familiar with this: we did a figure-8 over a blue plank jump. IMG_8385.jpgExcept this figure 8 was very tight. Every time we came over the jump we had to make a very tight turn. The left turn was pretty much good,IMG_8387the hardest turn was the one to the right.IMG_8386.PNGthe first time wasn’t very good: There is a purple jump standard just in front of me in this picture, and I had to turn before it. I almost ran into it.

The second time was a little better, but not by much.IMG_8389.jpg

The third time, I actually discovered that in order to not run into the purple standard, I had to do the jump at an angle.IMG_8390.jpgIMG_8391.jpgthat worked out better for both of us, and the turn was a lot smoother. This is a cool exercise to try if you/your horse have rushing problems and need to tune to each other better. It’s amazing what a figure 8 can do..

After the figure 8 I took a break,IMG_8357.jpg

and then we moved on to jumping a full-on course!

I started with the diagonal line I did in the beginning of the lesson: the red crossrail to the orange one that matched my outfit.IMG_8392.jpg

then I came around and did a blue cross rail, and then a bending line to a pink one.IMG_8394.jpgthen I turned abruptly inward and rode to the blue plank again.

The first time around Thasia tricked me so darn well that I didn’t know until Bethany told me. I had forgotten to turn towards the pink jump on the bending line, and Thasia took care of the rest. I had also gotten some leads wrong and rushed the turn towards the plank.

The second time around, even though the turn towards the blue cross rail was awful, I did the whole bending line and got all my leads right.IMG_8393.PNG

Not only was this lesson exciting, but it marks improvement in my riding. Before, it was all about “hold on, and your horse will take care of the jump.” now I have to assume an active role in the jump as well as the pace. I need to be sharp and ready to guide Thasia, but at the same time I need to listen to her and not clamp down on her mouth. That is when things start to go awry. It also was a huge confidence boost.

it feels good to know that I actually jump actively and that I have made significant improvement in the past 6 months as a rider. My first show of the season is in April with Thasia, and I am feeling better and better about it. Good things coming!

visiting Indy. She had her first adjustment done by the vet a couple days ago. I am curious so feel her under saddle.IMG_8363.jpgsweet girl..

 

Hours 27-28

Hi everyone! I NEED to get caught up, so at this point I am just rattling off my recent hours. Here are the next two. Enjoy!

Hour 26

Happy Valentine’s Day! Today after school, while everyone else went on their dates and to their parties, I went to one of the places I love the most: the barn! Tonight was a productive lesson with Thasia.

I have been riding Thasia more often instead of Indy because I will be riding Thasia come April when I start my show season. Also, the fall kind of shook the relationship between me and Indy, not gonna lie. I still love her to pieces, of course, but I don’t feel very secure under saddle with her at the moment.IMG_8330.jpg Again, it’s Valentine’s day. So I took it upon myself to wear a pink saddle pad and red polos. Weird color scheme, not weird? I also wore full chaps and jeans instead of breeches. Not only do the full chaps allow you to ride in any old pair of blue jeans, but they also keep you warm and give you an insane amount of grip. Even though I love a good classy outfit, the full chaps are hard to beat.

The first part of the lesson was occupied with a really cool exercise called the three-second rule. This was a really cool way to think about the way you conduct yourself in the show ring and helps to keep confidence and focus on your ride. Basically, a gait or action is called out and you have three seconds to complete the transition. For example, you might be asked to transition from walk to trot, walk to canter, trot to halt, et cetera. You have five seconds if asked to change direction. It makes everything neat and almost business-like. I will explain this in more detail in a later post, I think it is a really effective and easy exercise to do!

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Then we moved on to a simple ground pole exercise. It was similar to the one I did in the last lesson, except the poles were closer together and I was the only one riding. Again, we worked on supporting her through the turns at trot and canter but not over-supporting. It’s all about getting the right rhythm and being able to adjust to an awkward distance. This will translate to doing jumps later by helping me to measure striding and make correct turns. IMG_8332.jpg

This lesson was not the most exciting jumping-wise, but part of jumping is being successful from the ground up. That’s what makes a good round!

Hour 27

For Hour 27, I had a recap with Indy. IMG_8208.jpg dat face

I started with groundwork before I got on. I am really digging this blue color scheme. I wonder, in how many photos can I be seen wearing the same white Clemson ball cap? The things that fascinate me…IMG_8274.JPG

Bethany was away, so she wasn’t able to give me pointers. I was having trouble just getting her to pick up a trot. It was very infuriating for me, because I knew that I was going against what Bethany tells me to do and I was letting her get away with being lazy. This same problem is what made me fall: getting mad because she wouldn’t move her butt and me having to kick nonstop. I was fuming by the time I dismounted.

It is very, very evident that me and Indy have some things to work on. I hate that it has to be like this. One day we are jumping our next verticals, and the next she throws me. But part of being an equestrian is (literally and mentally) overcoming obstacles.IMG_8273.JPGSomeday, when I am jumping AA Hunters with an older Indy I will look back at this blog post and smile. If you stick with it hard enough, things just work out.

I’ve got a couple more hours in the near future for you guys, stay tuned and those will be out shortly! Thanks for reading!

 

Hours 24-25

Hi everyone! My apologies for putting off posting my recent rides on 100 Hours. School is so busy, I literally had four tests on Friday that took up most of my spare time on the weekdays. But now I am back to talk about hours 24 and 25: I am 1/4 of the way there! Enjoy!

Hour 24

Hour 24 was an exciting group lesson with a barn friend, Mary Hampton. She rode Tia, and I was on Thasia!IMG_3200.JPGShe is just so sleepy and adorable.

I don’t remember the last time I had a group lesson, so this ride was a unique one. The only downside was we weren’t able to ride as long.

As far as the actual lesson, it was pretty straightfoward: sets of three ground poles, the middle on through standards, situated on a circle, at trot and canter. Sounds simple enough, right? Surprisingly, we both had some trouble centering our horses at first. The exercise was useful to improve our turns and approaches to an obstacle. Even though they were ground poles and not jumps, the exercise will be useful for future jump courses. Every ride counts!

Hour 25

Yay! I’m officially a quarter of the way through the 100 hours! Today, after I finished barn chores,IMG_3231Feeding little miss fuzzy bay shavings tail Indy Lou,IMG_3219changing all the blankets,
IMG_3218and cleaning Indy’s stall and some others,

Bethany told me that Razz could really use a ride. I happily obliged!IMG_3232IMG_3235

I think he looks cute in that color, don’t you? Razz is a red roan, he just has a darker, fuzzier coat in the winter that makes him look chestnut.

The goal of the ride was to exercise Razz, because he hasn’t been ridden in a few days. Also, it was meant to get him ready for his lesson the following day. That was accomplished through a good flatwork ride. As usual, it also was good for me to get out there and ride.

This is what I call a typical, good barn Saturday: getting up bright and early, taking the horses out, cleaning stalls, changing blankets, feeding hay and filling water buckets, taking care of Indy, and either riding her or one of the barn’s horses. This is what makes it fun to be part of a barn community: the feeling that you work for your rides, and in the end it all pays off.

 

Lastly, does anyone have any questions about anything you’ve read on the blog or about horses in general or suggestions for things you would like to see me try while riding? Let me know in the comments!

Thanks for reading! I am officially 1/4 of the way there!cropped-img_4983

 

Hours 22-23

Hour 22

Hour 22 was my first lesson back on Indy since my fall. Because of this, we didn’t do anything crazy. The goal was just to get my confidence up a little, and to touch-face with Indy. For a horse like her who would rather stop than take off, keeping her moving is important. I concentrated on keeping my hands level and my senses tuned to her.IMG_8156.jpg

The aim of the lessson was to give Indy the mentality that moving around or slowing down without me asking is completely unacceptable and if she does I am not afraid to deliver an extreme and harsh aid. But if she does what I ask, I will leave her alone. I also focused on delivering aids and commands in a subtle way at first instead of instantly resorting to hard kicking. This lets her know that she doesn’t have to subject herself to the harsher commands if she simply does what I ask and keeps in line.

I also tried out my new galaxy polo wraps today…what fun! I got these from Snowy Mountain Horse Shop on Etsy, and i absolutely LOVE them. IMG_8153.JPGJazzy foots!

This was a fairly simple lesson, but a good way to get back in the saddle and reconnect with my beloved Indy. Every ride counts!

Hour 23

Hour 23 was a nice, relaxing free ride that was (gasp) not with Indy. Today I rode a Pintabian named Tia. Tia is an experienced lesson horse that still has plenty of sass. She is like sort of an older version of Indy, so the ride was a review of what I did in the lesson, except less stressful.IMG_8182.JPG

After some trotting and cantering, we walked around outside the barn for a few minutes. Tia is such a sweetheart and I love her adorable face. She is a special girl that has been with my trainer and her mom for the majority of her life, they bought her when she was weaned. It turns out Tia is 99 percent Arabian and 1 percent pinto. She’s a really pretty and unique horse, and it is always a pleasure to ride her!

Bonus Picture! here is me and the pony, Huckleberry! I was taking him out to the pasture in the morning before I rode Tia. He’s just so gosh darn cute with his little blanket!IMG_8181.JPG

A Break

As of right now, I haven’t ridden since the Saturday before last. AKA, the day that Indy threw me. img_8013As one may imagine, the fall has not made me inclined to ride. That’s why I haven’t posted in the last week, because I literally have nothing to say about what I am doing.

Other than busy work for school (finding horses wherever I can),

keeping up with my hobby,IMG_1984.JPG

and general re-cooperating.

Cleaning tack has been one of the things.

and I have also done some crafts.

Part of me feels guilty about putting off riding and nervous to get back on, but another part feels like the break helped me a little.

It’s been nice, but i’m ready to get back to business this Friday when I have my lesson. I don’t know who I will be riding or what I’ll do, but I know I’m not letting one fall get to me. And besides, show season is coming up fast…img_8010(plus, Indy and I can finally jump! *inner squee*)

Hours 20 & 21: a Thrill, and a Spill

The past two hours have been VERY eventful, both in a good way and a bad way. Probably my two most eventful hours yet. Long story short, they were both with Indy. One ride involves our first verticals, …and the next involves our first bucking session, that, spoiler, ends with me on the ground.

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Today, I had an amazing lesson with Indy: we jumped verticals together for the first time! (it makes me smile to look at her tucking her feet all nice like a hunter! Squee!)

The majority of the lesson was spent with a whole lot of kicking. We are trying to teach her to respect my leg through anything that we do, and we are making some progress…except that part of the reason we were doing that was because I let her get away with being slow over my two weeks of free rides with her.

eventually, we moved on to a line of poles. img_8013

which, before I could blink, turned into a small vertical.IMG_8012.jpg

and, believe it or not, we did it! a few good times too.IMG_8009.jpgThis is where Indy says “oof”.

The aim of the lesson was to get Indy to respect my leg and be more careful about where she puts her feet, and I think we made some headway on accomplishing just that. Today’s lesson was definitely a big adrenaline rush, but it means we are slowly turning a corner and that’s exciting! See you at the next hour!

Hour 21 (Saturday, Jan 12th)

I’m not going to lie. Hour 21 went fairly well, and then it plunged. Like, literally.

I fell off Indy for the the first time.

I don’t have any pictures, because it was a free ride and my mom wasn’t watching when it happened. What we were basically doing was repeating a smaller-scale version of what we did in Hour 20. Just kicking repeatedly, telling her that we mean business. The only difference was that she was more distracted. A gelding was in the arena and a friend was finishing her lesson with Indy’s pasture-mate and arch-rival, Tia. Other than that and the fact that I had to kick, all was well.

Where it started to go downward was when we went back to the line of poles that we did during our lesson. No jumps, just poles. Believe it or not, it took me several infuriating tries just to get Indy over the poles at the trot. I was starting to get mad. After we managed to do it a couple times, I decided to do it the other direction, and then be done. Going the other direction is logical, just to turn things around and make sure you and your horse are good with the exercise at every angle.

Of course, going over the poles in the other direction involves going into “the corner.” It doesn’t bother me, but for whatever reason, she just doesn’t like that corner. In the last post where i talked about feeling a little baby hop that terrified me, it took place in that corner. But what was about to happen was more than a little baby hop.

It was hailing lightly outside, I was a little bit angry with how stubborn she was, and I had to keep kicking. We entered the corner after circling a few times. I didn’t even get her to go over the poles once before she absolutely lost it and bursted into a canter.

I was probably on Indy for over thirty seconds of frantic cantering, hopping and bucking in big bursts. Just when it seemed she was going to quiet down, she bursted out again. Even though I was screaming whoa at the top of my lungs and crying like an idiot, I used all the things I have learned. I sat back in the seat. I jerked the reins. The closest I got to stopping her was when I remembered to do a one-rein stop. I grabbed the left rein with my right hand and cranked my left hand as close to the bit as possible, and then I jerked the rein as close to my hip as possible, and Indy began to circle. it’s what to do to slow down a bolting horse. Sadly for me, the rein just wasn’t short enough and Indy burst out of the tight circle.

Then I lost my stirrup on the right side. I knew I was on my way out, and I stayed on for five or so more seconds before falling into the very depth of the corner. Of course I was crying like an idiot, but I knew that I was not hurt and I was grateful. Indy slowed down immediately and stood still before Bethany grabbed her and got right on. Terrified, I watched as Bethany taught Indy a lesson. Indy repeatedly tripped over her own feet in the chaos and it looked as if she would fall, bringing Bethany with her. But Bethany knew what she was doing, and eventually she brought Indy to a relaxed trot and a flowing, perfect canter in the same corner where she dumped me. Trembling, I got back on Indy and trotted for half the arena. Then I got off and put her away without another word.

 

Now it is Sunday and I am at home cleaning my saddle and bridle. It’s relaxing and satisfying and it allows me to think a little bit about yesterday’s ride. It might be hard to believe, but despite the obvious flaw, the ride wasn’t total crap. When put into the situation, I did all I could and everyone was beyond proud and supportive of my efforts, even though they didn’t turn in my favor. In fact, we even laugh about it a little. I crack up thinking about my dirt angel in the corner near the jump standards where no horse walks.

I’ll also point out that of all the time I have been riding and learning at Feather Run Farm, that was the first time I ever fell off in that arena, where I have ridden hundreds of times. The first time that I get off a horse that isn’t standing still and about to fall asleep. It’s my seventh fall.

Indy, of course, is still Indy. Our next ride won’t be fun, that’s for sure. I haven’t ridden since. But sometimes a fall can teach you so much, and it’s all part of the way it works with a horse like Indy. Working through and embracing everything Indy has to offer has shaped my riding more than any other horse has, and it’s been an exciting journey. She’s a forgiving horse, and will be ready whenever I get on next.

 

in the end, I still love my baby girl, and we’ve got more things to do! See you then!IMG_4838